| This time around I wasn’t honest enough with how I really felt
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| I’ll spend the winter blending into the streets and sidewalks that make up this
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| town
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| At least it gave me someone else to write another one of these sad fucking
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| songs about
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| You’re just another sad song to me
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| I’ve got this lonely night and Jimmy Eat World
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| I never had you and you told me I never did
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| The truth is you won’t even be there when I can’t stand on my own two feet
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| You won’t be here
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| I saw right through you on my basement floor
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| But could you even see past my chest?
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| Could you ever feel past these hands?
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| Your intentions were only skin deep
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| Mine weren’t honest enough to fall past my teeth
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| I’ve got this lonely night and Jimmy Eat World
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| I never had you and you told me I never did
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| The truth is you won’t even be there when I can’t stand on my own two feet
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| You won’t be here
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| Will I ever know how it feels to be home again?
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| I’ve been told that home is where the heart is
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| If that’s the case, I’ve never been home
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| Will I ever know how it feels to be home again?
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| I’ve been told that home is where the heart is
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| If that’s the case, I’ve never been home
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| I’ve got this lonely night and Jimmy Eat World
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| I never had you and you told me I never did
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| The truth is you won’t even be there when I can’t stand on my own two feet
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| You won’t be here |